It took three hours of circuitous driving through the North Carolina woods before my husband, Don, would admit that we were lost. He was trying to take a short cut described to him by his moron brother Craig. At that moment I hated Craig. I hated being lost even more. Don's solution to everything was to double back, turn-around, and ask no directions which i...

The restaurant is dimly lit, romantic. A candle glows at the center of our table, and soft music plays in the background. The Mistress i am lucky enough to serve enjoys dining in such places. Even more, She loves tormenting me in them, secretly exerting Her control over me in public, while the uninitiated people around us go about their innocent, vanilla liv...

My next-door neighbor arranged for me to hang some curtain rods and blinds at her house. Her husband never seemed to have the time or patience for this type of work I think that the dummy didn't know how to read a ruler or a level. Well, anyway, it was work and the opportunity to spend a few hours with an attractive middle-aged lady.
Karen is about five foo...

As the morning approaches, the old man feels his limp cock encased in the warm wet mouth of the girl. The old man is on his back, as the cum-faced slave continues to suckle on his cock. He moves his hips pushing more of the hardening organ in her mouth, resting his hand on her head as he's watching the girl's lips wrap around his shaft. She laps at the fat h...

Day 7
There is no real opportunity for pre-planning; no opportunity for booking my entertainment in advance, so to speak; I take the opportunities as they present themselves. But of course at such a holiday destination there are bound to be plenty of girls to attract my interest and it is not often that I cannot bring the attraction to some sort of conclusi...

His cell phone vibrated softly against his chest, nestled safely inside the breast pocket of his shirt. It wasn't a call, that would have triggered the bluetooth in his car to pick up. Either he had dropped cell service long enough for a call to go right to voice mail or it was a text message. With the music playing from his iPod docked into the car's sound...

About the author: I'm a twenty-something from Europe, writing short stories and narrations (erotic and non-erotic) for several years.
About the story: A longer narration of mine deals with certain Japanese elements. To get in the mood for a sequel, I wrote this short story.
Box
The box had arrived just in time. Nakamura's two "gentlemen" went to work unlo...

Kim Sawyer cursed silently as she stubbed her foot against the packing crate in the dimly lit basement. Kim, a twenty-two-year old graduate student in archeology, had been assigned to inventory what seemed like an endless number of old field study boxes in the basement of the ancient Natural Sciences building in preparation for their movement to the new Scie...

Chapter 3 -- Liz & John -- Partying the Night Away
I couldn't believe it. It was the three guys and the hot blonde from the photo shoot. The guys were completely naked. The blonde was nude too except for a black leather collar and black stilettos. I couldn't believe what was happening. John and Liz were really raising the bar. I was naked and chained to lea...

Your name is Edward Richardson. You're 20 and you've been fascinated by history ever since you're 11. You're also good at making inventions as well. As you're growing up, you usually found that at various points in history of each country, things always turned ugly at many points. And you wanted to change that. You decided to use your intelligence you create...